The shackles are invisible, but Mingzhen seems to see the fragments of the sky, flying in front of his eyes.

"Boom!" Ming Zhen didn't care, a strange light flashed in his eyes, hidden in his appearance, like a withered tree, like a mad demon, and where could he still see the original compassion.

Boom!

Ming Zhen shook his arm, his elbow turned around, the air squeezed, and the sound burst out.

"You're dead!" Feeling the unprecedented power in his body, Ming's heart was suddenly full of power, even the skeleton body at this time didn't seem to mind so much!

"Alas!" Listening to Mingzhen's laughter, Zhou Yi suddenly felt a sadness in his heart, and his previous appearance suddenly flashed in his mind, and he shook his head helplessly.

"However, the current situation is not the time to sigh about this!" Zhou Yi thought in his heart, holding the tiger head knife hard, in the blade, the internal force continued to enter, and the blade gradually became heavier.

The fingers are stretched and the feel is slightly good.

Rumble!

Ming Zhen stretched out his hands and discharged one hand at Zhou Yi, and the air was instantly slapped away, leaving a vacuum, and one palm slapped straight up!

Rub!

In an instant, Zhou Yi drew his hand and drew his knife, the knife light shone around, the blade was sharp, the cold air was shining, and the huge blade was flashing with cold light.

Bang!

The moment the blade of the knife came into contact with the palm of his hand, Zhou Yi's body was suddenly thrown away, flew high, drew an arc in the air, and landed heavily.

Bang!

At the moment of landing, Zhou Yi instantly adjusted his mentality, supported the ground left and right, and rose with strength.

Rumble!

The moment you get up, you turn the knife, your wrist shakes, the internal force agitates, the knife body naturally reverberates, and the sound of waves and waves!

"The first style of the backing knife!

The sound of the waves filled the inn, and the sound of the waves continued to sound from the blade, which was the sound of internal force beating in the knife.

The sound and tide spread all around, and the air was so clear that it seemed to be blue, like the sea.

Countless times holding the knife, countless falling, countless splitting, countless falling, and countless times standing up.

These countless times constitute the first form of Zhou Yi's backing knife method, breaking the waves.

Holding a knife, with a firm look in his eyes and a knife in his hand, he firmly believes that he can split anything in front of him!

"Hmph!" Ming Zhen snorted coldly, slapped his hand, and a palm print volleyed out of the air.

The palm print is from small to large, the size of the palm at first, growing in the wind, and in front of Zhou Yi, it is still the size of a person, with five fingers open, and the fingers are more than Zhou Yi's head.

"Open!" Zhou Yi's face remained unchanged and he shouted, and without hesitation, he slashed down with a knife, just as he had faced the waves countless times.

The palm print reaches the body, like a mountain-like power throughout, walking through the blade and transmitting to the body, as if carrying a mountain on his back in an instant.

Mountain Hongda, magnificent, the most important thing is heavy, the endless weight is pressed on the body, every pore in the body is telling a word, give up, give up is easy!

"Give up, just kidding!" Zhou Yi's eyes narrowed slightly, the hand holding the knife did not move at all, and a sense of compassion lingered in his heart, wanting to extinguish his fighting spirit, and the endless gravity on his body was all about destroying his fighting spirit.

I suddenly remembered the deeds of Mingzhen before, and I didn't think of anything else, so I remembered a passage, Mingzhen, the true biography of Bodhi Academy, good at martial arts, great compassion and great compassion Chiba hand.

"Presumably, this is the Great Compassion Chiba Hand!" Thinking of this, Zhou Yi immediately understood that this palm was the Great Compassion Chiba Hand, and the most important thing in this martial art was not the palm power, but the meaning of this martial art.

This compassionate meaning warms people's will and wears down their fighting spirit, if a person has no fighting spirit and no will, no matter how high his martial arts are, it is nothing!

In this way, it is natural that the soldiers can surrender without a fight!

"It's really a good technique, if it is replaced by someone else, it is estimated that it will be defeated at this time, but unfortunately, I am not someone else!" Zhou Yi smiled slightly, everything he has now is not for nothing!

He has suffered so much and suffered so many sins, if it is so easy to be consumed, wouldn't it be too simple!

"Hmph!" Without saying much, the palm print stood in front of him, touching the blade, and seemed to be deadlocked, Zhou Yi smiled slightly, and his arm was slightly forced.

Sting!

I only heard a stabbing sound, and the palm print was like paper, opening two petals.

The Great Compassion Thousand Leaves Hand, which is not in the name of palm power, is the most important thing is the meaning of compassion in it, if the meaning of mercy is broken, the power of the Great Compassion Thousand Leaves hand will naturally be greatly reduced.

"Hmph!" Seeing that his palm was forced, Ming Zhen didn't care, but it was just one palm, one palm you broke open, two palms you broke open, three palms you broke open, I want to see, how many palms you can break!

With the help of the Bodhi Wish Banner to cultivate the external phase, the external phase links the heaven and the earth, the internal force is endless, which is equivalent to a perpetual motion machine, such a degree of palm, Ming Zhen can play as much as he wants, and even, because of the blessing of the external minister, even if it is a more powerful palm, he is not unable to play!

"I'm not playing with you anymore!" Mingzhen's pupils shrank, he took a deep breath, he was a little bored, he didn't want to play anymore, he gathered his breath, his hands were recycled, he closed slightly in front of his chest, his eyes seemed to be slow and fast, he closed slightly, and suddenly opened his eyes, and in an instant, the light in the inn flashed.

Boom, boom, boom!

Waving his hands, the phantom of the Dao, from top to bottom, countless pairs of arms, like substance, appeared on both sides of the true self, and the palm prints of the Dao Dao appeared like raindrops, raising one after another, facing Zhou Yi.

To play a more powerful Great Compassion Chiba Hand, in fact, it is very simple, meaning that he can not be promoted, but he can improve the output of internal force, in the past, because of the lack of internal force, physical limitations, every time he hit a palm, he was limited by all aspects, and his power was limited, so he had to win with compassion.

But now, Mingzhen is combined with the outside, the exterior is the body, and the exterior is the core, and there is no need to be subject to any restrictions.

The external phase is connected to the heaven and the earth, and countless spiritual energy swarms in, transformed into internal force, controlled by Mingzhen, and is played with the exercises of the great mercy and compassion of the thousand leaves.

Bang!

Rumble!

Bang!

The palm print is condensed like a substance, the power is bursting, at the moment of appearance, the inn does not exist, just the palm power contained in the palm print overflows, the inn will be destroyed in an instant, and everyone will be immediately exposed between heaven and earth.

"Splitting the waves!"

Zhou Yi held the knife, his feet grasped the earth, his toes were heavily buckled, and the power rose from between his legs, transformed by internal force, and walked to his hands.

Rumble!

With a knife, his fingers trembled slightly, and the huge palm power was immeasurable, but it could be said that he destroyed the stone and broke the gold, and Zhou Yi used all his strength to split the first palm print.

After splitting, without waiting for him to rest, the second, third, and fourth palmprints came in succession.

"Splitting the waves!"

"Splitting the waves!"

"Splitting the waves!"

didn't have time to think about it, lifted the internal force, held the blade tightly, and his eyes were firm, Zhou Yi stabbed three times in a row, and quickly slashed out.

Rumble!

Almost at the same time, the three palm prints broke in response, but then, behind, countless palm prints appeared again, Zhou Yi's arm trembled, and the fingers holding the knife seemed to freeze!

"It can't be like this, it can't go on like this!" Seeing this situation, Zhou Yi thought to himself: "This Dao is endless, where is there a head!"

"Then there is no way!" In his heart, Zhou Yi held the knife in both hands: "Since this is the case, then the winner will be determined with one sword!"